Oh, I knowmIrm guessing there are single 30-year-old women reading this right now who will be writing letters to the editor to say that the women I know arenrt widely representative, that Irve been co-opted by the cult of the feminist backlash, and basically, that I have no idea what Irm talking about. And all I can say is, if you say yourre not worried, either yourre in denial or yourre lying. In fact, take a good look in the mirror and try to convince yourself that yourre not worried, because yourll see how silly your face looks when yourre being disingenuous.
Whether you acknowledge it or not, therers good reason to worry. By the time 35th-birthday-brunch celebrations roll around for still-single women, serious, irreversible life issues masquerading as "jokes" creep into public conversation: Well, I donrt feel old, but my eggs sure do! or Maybe this year Irll marry Todd. Irm not getting any younger! The birthday girl smiles a bit too widely as she delivers these lines, and everyone laughs a little too hard for a little too long, not because we find these sentiments funny, but because werre awkwardly acknowledging how unfunny they are. At their core, they pose one of the most complicated, painful, and pervasive dilemmas many single women are forced to grapple with nowadays: Is it better to be alone, or to settle?
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